The next day, as the sky began to lighten in the early morning, Ziyan woke from a nightmare, her body sore and weak as she recalled the previous night's events.
Similar to her dream.
After her thoughts cleared, she realized she was still being embraced, and lifting her head, she saw Tang Shaosheng's sleeping face.
In the past, he would always leave after the deed, and she would never see him upon waking. At most, she would receive a text from him in the morning reminding her: Remember to take your medicine.
Since their marriage, this was the first time he slept beside her, his posture holding her could make anyone unaware think how affectionate they were.
Ziyan sneered at herself, removed his hand and sat up from the bed.
Dressed in a bathrobe, her body did not carry the sweat post-activity, he had actually helped her bathe, quite unusual indeed.
Propping up her sore and weak body, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom.